Summary
PYufang gets captured by Changzhou who insists that Yufang is his wife's reincarnation. During the imprisonment, Changzhou modified Yufang's body against his will to turn him into Changzhou's wife. Yufang is determined to make him pay. Male Cultivator Widower/Male Cultivator He Thinks Is His Reincarnated Wife。 Explicit
"Let me go! I am not your wife," Yufang said while struggling with the magical chains that tied him to the bed. Changzhou only smiled gently at him. "You are my wife Shumei coming back to life. You only need to remember."
How can I get away from this mad man? Yufang thought.
Yufang tried everything to escape. He tried to hit him. Changzhou handcuffed and starved him until he collapsed. Then he stayed at Yufang's bedside and nursed him back to health.
"You should take care of yourself. I will step up and assume responsibility for you if you can't. I can't lose you again over that, Shumei," Changzhou said with disapproving eyes.
Yufang tried to find anything to help break him out of his prison. He pretended to break a bowl by accident, hiding small shards as weapons. When discovered, Changzhou bound him to the bed post and didn't even let him use his hands to feed himself.
He tried to muster up the rest of his energy for a teleportation spell, but Changzhou trapped him with magical sigils that nullify magical spells.
What made things worse was Changzhou's eerie patience. He never got angry. Even when he withheld the food, he gently brushed his hair, bathed and towelled him, telling him how sorry he was for the discipline. If only Yufang recalled their past lives, he said, they could be happy together again.
"I can only be happy if you die," Yufang said. The soup tasted overly sweet, but he needed to do his best to escape.
"I wanted to die with you, but you told me to wait for your return. Now we have our second chance. I intend to share my life with you."
Yufang almost pitied his wife. She had to be blind to love a husband who mistook another person as her.
"Sleep now, my love. I will help you remember."
"What have you done with me?" Yufang couldn't believe his eyes. His chest was now as swollen as a woman's. It must be the soup.
Changzhou sounded hatefully calm. "I love you whatever you are, but you would be more at ease if you could see your original self in the mirror."
"This isn't my body," Yufang said. First this mad man kidnapped him. Then he tried to turn him into a woman. If only he could turn the table on Changzhou, he thought. His mind was filled with images of beating Changzhou black and blue.
Changzhou only smiled and said, "You are so spirited. It was why I loved you at first sight. We will be so happy together when you remember."
Yufang hated his life. His chest was now a heavy dead weight and ruined his balance. Every move felt wrong. He was always confident about his look and body, but now he felt like a freak. He hoped he could get rid of the slumps on his chest after his escape, because he didn't know how to live with them.
He tore a piece of cloth from his robe to bind them from his sight. Breathing hurt, but it was worth the price of hiding these aberrations.
"No," Yufang said. "Take it away from me."
Changzhou was holding a dudou. It was lovingly embroidered with a pair of colourful Mandarin ducks playing in a lotus pond. He would be happy to receive it as a lover's gift, but he hasn't worn one since he grew up. He wanted nothing to do with this.
Changzhou ignored Yufang's words. '"How can you hurt yourself like this? Let me take care of you."
He untied Yufang's chest binding. Yufang hated that it felt freeing. He put the dudou on Yufang, tying its golden strings around his neck and behind his back respectively. The silk cloth felt like a breeze on his skin. He hated how good it was.
"You are beautiful. Do you remember giving it to me after our engagement? You are brilliant at sewing."
Yufang only wanted to struggle out of it. Part of him didn't want to destroy this dudou, which the maker put a lot of effort into. Another part despised himself for thinking that.
Changzhou trapped him in his strong arms, his hands massaging his chest. "You love when I play with them."
Yufang hissed as Changzhou pressed on his skin tender from the binding. Changzhou moved away to other places with a lighter touch. He clearly enjoyed it, because Yufang could feel his erection against his body.
"I am hungry." Anything to stop his molesting.
"My pleasure, Shumei."
"This isn't my name."
Changzhou spoke as if Yufang were being a brat on purpose."You will soon recall it as your true name, but I can call you Yufang for now."
Stop patronizing me, Yufang thought.
Changzhou had a beautiful garden. Rare flowers blossom side by side with carefully maintained trees. He guided Yufang along the footpaths, reaching a pavilion where lunch was ready for them.
"What are you planning?" Yufang asked, not believing Changzhou let him go outside out of sheer kindness.
Changzhou peeled the skin off a red berry. "You looked bored. A change of scenery can lift your mood. Let's try it."
Yufang tasted the berry, which was sweet and saliva inducing. Changzhou peeled the skin off other berries and gave them to him.
When Changzhou peeled the next berry, he said, "I have heard of another way to taste this berry. Would you like to try it?"
Yufang missed these outdoor moments, so he didn't want to get Changzhou angry yet. "How?"
Changzhou chanted a spell, which brought a gush of cool air. Yufang tensed up, but Changzhou only fed him the berry by hand.
Yufang was surprised by its coldness. Some of the juice squirted on Changzhou's fingers, which Yufang's lips accidentally touched.
Changzhou's breath hastened. "You're doing this on purpose."
"What purpose?"
Pulling open Yufang's robe, Changzhou rolled another frozen berry along his chest, squeezing it against his nipples, which hardened during this sudden attack. Changzhou bent down and licked the juice away, his warm tongue stimulating them further because of the contrast in temperature.
Yufang pushed him away. "Get off!"
Changzhou chanted another spell. Yufang's robe lifted off him and tied his hands behind his back so hard that pulled Yufang's chest forward, as if offering himself for display. Yufang struggled against the silky restraint.
"You should let yourself enjoy your body," Changzhou said. "Don't deny yourself the pleasure."
Yufang gestured to the globes on his chest. "How can I enjoy these?"
"Let me teach you."
Changzhou froze his motion with another spell. He slowly poured a cup of warm honey mead down his necks. The mead dripped onto his globes, his stomach and his navel until Changzhou drank it away. Yufang laughed as it tickled.
"Focus," Changzhou chided gently, pulling a piece of cloth and blindfolded Yufang.
Yufang's heart raced as he felt a flame near his chest. Will he burn me? He sweated, only relaxing when the fire left him. He yelled when a flash of heat struck his chest like a firework. It surprised him more than stung him, but it felt intense.
Changzhou hugged him from behind. "Don't worry. I won't hurt you."
"Don't do it again." Yufang didn't want to admit that it felt good now. "Take away the blindfold
"Be patient." Changzhou laughed. He pressed frozen berries against the heated skin.
Yufang shuddered when he rolled something cold and vibrating around his nipples up and down. They became very sensitive after the magical treatment. He moaned as it spread tremor to his nipples. He hardened when Changzhou continued downwards along his stomach to his inner thighs,
Yufang protested when Changzhou retreated. Then Changzhou swallowed his organ. His mouth's coldness surprised Yufang, and made the feeling so sharp that Yufang came early.
Changzhou removed his blindfold, cleaning and dressing him up before freeing him from the spell. "Feeling good? "
Yufang still basked in his orgasm, so he didn't argue. Changzhou smiled against his neck.
Changzhou relaxed his surveillance after what had happened in the garden. After several days of tracing routes for escape, Yufang ran without pause.
Quicker, quicker. I am free now...
Creeping plant vines stretched out and caught his ankles and wrists, pulling him down to the ground. More flowering vines tore apart his clothing and tied him up. They were soft but tough, emitting fluid over his body.
Yufang felt dizzy and warm. His nipples and ass itched. Young shoots teased them, making them hungry for more.
He panted. A vine filled his mouth, emitting sweet liquid into his throat. Fire burnt inside his body. He longed for comfort and release, but the vines only held him in place. Even the vine in his mouth retreated.
Please, Yufang moaned. The vine took pity on him by teasing his skin with its tip. Red flower petals caressed his nipples. It was not enough, Yufang thought while shivering.
The flowers fruit, giving birth to numerous new plants that played and sucked on his nipples, drinking from his organ, caressing the rim of his ass. Yufang recalled Chsngzhou's touch and kiss. Even the shameful memory felt like salvation.
The vines kept pulling him to the edge of passion but never enough for release. Yufang hurt from need and want. Even the lightest touch was painful. Yufang's face was wet with sweat and tears. Some rough small shoots absorbed it away.
Yufang was about to break when Changzhou's arms held him up. He rubbed against him for the friction against Changzhou's silky clothing.
"Don't worry. I will take care of you." Changzhou kissed away the rest of his tears, his hands a balm to his skin. Yufang pushed to let his fingers in. His body was hungry for a fill.
When Changzhou pushed them out, Yufang only sucked them in deeper. Changzhou patted his ass with another hand. Yufang thought he should be ashamed, but Changzhou pressed his organ into his body, stealing his thought.
It hurt, but the pleasure ate it away. Changzhou moved it slowly, withdrawing to just the tip and entering again. He was so slow that Yufang relaxed his muscles to tempt him.
Yufang reached his limit repeatedly, but never went over the edge. He hung onto Changzhou, his anchor in the sea of fire and moaned. "Please let me come."
Changzhou's breath was warm and wet to his neck. "You can come from this." He became more forceful, driving into Yufang's welcoming body.
Waves of desire flew over Yufang's body, destroying his thoughts. Changzhou's orgasm brought him to climax. He fainted out.
He woke up clean and relaxed in his room. Changzhou fed him rice congee with slices of chicken meat. "I hate seeing you in trouble. Don't go outdoors alone again."
"All right." Yufang had no intention to face the vine again. Changzhou was probably behind it, but he felt too lazy to care. He leaned into Changzhou 's arms without a thought.
He missed Changzhou's secret smile because of that.
"Stop it," Yufang shoved Changzhou's shoulders to escape his fervent touch. He could smell baijiu in his breath.
Changzhou pressed him down with his weight. His eyes shone with joy. "I am happy for us, Shumei. We can be a couple again."
"I am not Shumei." This was bad if Changzhou called him by his dead wife's name. After Yufang's repeated protest, Changzhou agreed not to call him by her name. Instead he addressed him as his wife, claiming to give him time to adapt to their true relationship. What's happened?
Changzhou rose only to pull off their robes. He rubbed one hand against Yufang's swollen chest while moving another to his groin. His touch brought a strange sensation to the place between Yufang's legs.
Yufang panted as Changzhou teased the head of his organ. He pressed into him as Changzhou stroked along its length, caressing his testicles. He almost jumped when Changzhou reached somewhere soft and split.
"You!" Yufang wished he could kill with his eyes. What had Changzhou done?
He struggled vigorously, kicking and biting Changzhou. Changzhou summoned chains to shackle him.
"It may feel unfamiliar, but you will remember how much you enjoy this."' Changzhou rubbed his fingers against the place between Yufang's legs.
"You love it when I do this." His fingers gently tapped a spot inside Yufang, sending him sparks of pleasure.
"And this." Fingers slid along the newly formed skin.
Changzhou licked him down there. "And this."
Shut up! Shut up! Yufang thought. It was enough for his body to betray him, begging for release from that unnatural organ. Why must he rub salt in his wound by talking about it?
He squeezed his legs close, only trapping Changzhou closer. The pleasure from the new aberration heat him up. He was crying without knowing why, his legs going numb.
Changzhou held him in his arms, brushing his face. "You will love it. You always do."
Yufang closed his eyes. Tomorrow. I will face it tomorrow. Give me tonight for escape.
"Stay away from me." Yufang glared at Changzhou with bared teeth. He couldn't imagine the man's nerves. How can he stay on my bed and behave as if nothing had happened?
Changzhou looked patiently. "You need a bath."
"Get out," Yufang felt as if his veins were about to burst.
Changzhou actually signed before leaving him with the wooden bathtub.
Yufang walked into it quickly and sank as deep as possible. He splashed water over his... breasts while averting his eyes, the way he learned to tolerate them. He rubbed himself hard with a towel to get rid of the trace of Changzhou on his skin until reaching his groin.
He froze, still not accepting that he had a vagina now. Was he still a man or a freak? How could Changzhou ruin his life in the name of love?
He tried to think of it as an abstract challenge. He couldn't get rid of it until he was free, so he had to solve any complication it could cause for his escape. Would he... bleed like his female sect mates? Would he get pregnant?
Only one person knew the answer. No matter how much he dreaded it, he had to go to Changzhou.
Yufang found Changzhou reading a book in his study. On his entry, Changzhou put down his book, stood up, and smiled as if he were his world. He would improve their lives so much if he directed his devotion at his rightful recipient, instead of Yufang.
"You gave me a new organ." Yufang forced himself to be calm. Changzhou loved to use his anger as an excuse to lock him up and fondle him in the name of "soothing his distress". "I don't want it."
Changzhou put a hand on his shoulders. "You may feel strange, but you will get used to it."
"I don't want to get used to it." Yufang raised his voice.
"You haven't given it a chance yet."
"Then why don't you grow one instead?"
Changzhou laughed. "You are very creative."
Yufang didn't want to think about what he meant. He switched his line of persuasion.
"I am a man. It's unnatural to me. If you said you love me, you shouldn't harm me." Yufang shuddered at his use of the word "love", but he would use any weapon to win the fight.
"It's safe," Changzhou said seriously. "I will never hurt you."
Changzhou surely had a strange definition of hurt, Yufang thought.
Yufang's face heated up, hating every concession he had to make. "Take it away, please."
"Why don't you try it first? If you really hate it, I will get rid of it for you."
Yufang didn't know how he ended up lying naked against Changzhou. Changzhou must have drugged him to make him more agreeable.
Changzhou was whispering soft nonsense while holding him up with an iron grip. He rubbed his thigh against Yufang's organ, which felt depressingly good.
"Just lie back and enjoy this." Changzhou relaxed his grip, rubbing circles behind his back.
Yufang would prefer him to drop the facade of fake gentleness. "Can you turn me back?"
"It is unwise to judge without trying it," Changzhou said. "True knowledge comes with experience."
He adjusted his hold to let Yufang sit on his lap, pushing him up and down. Warmth spread from between his legs as Changzhou's thighs rubbed against him.
The new position made Yufang feel strangely in control. He leaned towards Changzhou's stomach for more sweet friction against his groin. A wave of excitement spread through him as he looked down at Changzhou, who seemed to be only here to serve his pleasure.
Yufang was hungry for more. He held Changzhou's hip so that he could take charge of the speed and angle of the thrust. His skin heated up because of the slow fire of desire.
When Yufang slowed down, Changzhou put a hand under Yufang's hip and grinded their erection together. He gyrated his hips in swirling motion, stimulating Yufang's soft skin further. His other hand teased the rim of his ass.
An intense feeling hit Yufang so hard that he smashed his face into Changzhou's chest to hide his tears.
Changzhou brushed his hair, kissing his ear while pushing a blanket over him. Yufang felt tired, small and weak, so he clung to him in the cuddle.
Yufang woke up to find that all of his robes were replaced with silky blouses and long skirts. For a moment Yufang wondered if he should go naked, but decided to put them on. Changzhou would change for him no matter his opinion, so at least he could have some say.
He chose a plain misty yellow blouse and an amber coloured pleated skirt. They felt like heaven to his skin. The blouse was as light as dragonfly wings, while the skirt embraced his waist. Looking into a bronze dressing mirror, he hated to admit that he looked good in them.
Changzhou brought his breakfast into their bedroom. His eyes shone with delight when he saw Yufang. "You look perfect."
"Do I ever have a say?" Yufang asked. "You have a really huge wardrobe. Any particular hobby I should know about?"
"I asked the best tailors to prepare clothing for you and adjusted them to fit you. If you don't like them, I can order more." Changzhou said. "You must be hungry. We can prepare for our outing after that."
"An outing?" Finally, a chance to escape.
"You may enjoy the new shops. Besides, I want a chance to show my beautiful wife around."
Yufang started his breakfast. He couldn't give any excuse to Changzhou to take back his words.
Yufang tensed up as Changzhou was drawing his eyebrow. Changzhou sat together with him, his breath warm and wet against his neck. He started from the corner of Yufang's eyes, tracing his natural eyebrow, which felt very intimate. His hands were steady and skillful, drawing Yufang's eyebrows into a crescent shape.
"I miss doing this for you." Changzhou said distantly, as if he were transported to the past.
Yufang felt strangely irritated. "Don't put heavy makeup on me. I don't want to look ridiculous."
Changzhou smiled at him. "Of course. It will only mask your beauty."
He brushed Yufang's face with a thin foundation scented like lilacs, highlighting his cheeks with pink blush. Then he kissed him lightly. "You are too irresistible."
Yufang glared at him, but he only laughed and continued to draw flowers on his dimples.
Changzhou is having too much fun, Yufang thought.
The way Changzhou rubbed red lip balm onto Yufang's lips felt like a caress and seduction. Yufang almost wanted it to last longer than it should.
"What kind of ornamental makeup do you want on your face?" Changzhou asked.
Yufang was mystified by the wide varieties on display. His sect mates spent most of their time in sword fighting practice and adventure, so they rarely wore elaborate makeup. Did people really want pheasant or dragonfly shaped makeup on their face?
Yufang looked over the choices and decided. "I like the plum blossom shaped one."
"You have good taste." Changzhou decorated his forehead with the design Yufang chose. Yufang was unsure how to deal with his words.
It seemed endless for Changzhou to deal with his hair. Changzhou combed his hair up into a ponytail, dividing the hair in three and tightly twirled each section back to the top of his head, securing them with a jeweled hairpin. He said it was very trendy. Yufang grew numb to his doll-up.
When Changzhou finally finished, Yufang saw a stranger in the mirror. The stranger actually looked good as a lady, but it was nothing like Yufang. He felt like being in another person's body.
"I am tempted to stay home with you. I don't want anyone to get attracted to you." Changzhou said.
Yufang squeezed his waist. He didn't suffer this for his amusement.
"All right, my wife. We are leaving now."
The street was unbearably loud. Yufang found the crowd threatening. He stuck close to Changzhou, who shielded him from strangers' eyes.
Yufang was nervous whether anyone discovered that he was crossdressing. Walking became a deliberate and measured business. He was paranoid if anyone saw through his makeup and clothing. He wondered what he should say if his sect mates found him like this.
People treated him differently too. The inn keeper and workers deferred to Changzhou when taking orders. Men stared at him with interest, instead of respect and jealousy he was used to. Yufang felt uncomfortable with how people treated him now. He wished his sect mates never needed to face such frustration.
Changzhou led him to a textile shop to choose material for his new clothing. The colourful collection amazed Yufang. He picked lavender, light cyan and spring green, telling himself that he may as well had a say in his clothing.
Their next stop was a jewellery shop, where Chanzhou seemed to want to buy out the shop. He bought so many well crafted necklaces, bracelets, rings, head jewelry, jewelled hair bands and hair sticks that the shop owner fawned over his spending. Yufang wished he wouldn't put everything on him at the same time.
When Changzhou approached Yufang for sex that night, Yufang felt unusually shy. Changzhou was more gentle than usual when removing his clothing and caressing his body. He was so slow and patient that Yufang almost broke over that.
Yufang released a magical paper bird when Changzhou was deep asleep. His sect mates would recognize him from the design when they saw his message. The imprisonment would be soon over, so Yufang suppressed the tinge of worry and strange sadness.
Yufang expected that everything would return to normal when his sect mates rescued him, but he was out of step with his sect mates.
He was the best cultivator among his generation before his capture, but his sect mates' skill superseded him during his imprisonment.
They went on adventure and enjoyed their lives and basically forgot him. Some of his former friends gossiped about him behind his back. Even his master's fellow student acted awkward around him.
His life was in ruin, thanks to the now imprisoned Changzhou in the dungeon.
When Yufang visited his cell and told the wardens to leave them alone, Changzhou seemed not to notice Yufang's anger. "You have come."
Yufang hated how happy and breathless he sounded. Did he expect mercy from him?
Changzhou's clothing was ruined by the fight during the night of Yufang's escape. His body was covered with half healing injuries, some inflicted by Yufang. He looked tired and vulnerable, nothing like Yufang's calm and collected tormentor.
Yufang only wanted to make him bleed.
He placed the duller edge of his sword against Changzhou's chest, feeling his heightened breath and heartbeat. Then he moved his sword down along his abdomen, dangerously close to his groin.
"What if I make a wife out of you?" Yufang asked. "You are at my mercy. I can fuck you dry now. No one will stop me."
"Are you unhappy? Do they mistreat you?"
Yufang was furious. How could he tell? How dared he ask that? "Why do you care? You just want me as a replacement sex toy."
"You are my wife. I love you and only want you to be happy."
Changzhou actually looked angry for his sake, which made Yufang feel awkward. How come his rapist cared more about him than his sect mates? .
"Shut up," Yufang said, determined not to fall under his charm. He cut Changzhou's thighs with his sword. Something primordial inside him stirred at the sight of blood.
It was his fault, Yufang thought, as he cut other wounds. His skin burned up as more blood flowed, but he remained careful. He didn't want Changzhou to accidentally die on his hand.
Changzhou's muscles tensed up, but he looked unusually calm. Yufang took some blood with his fingers, drawing on Changzhou's face and chest. He felt the hardening of his organ, but ignored it because surely he was better than Changzhou.
This man was his to torture and revenge, Yufang thought. He was mine.
When Yufang was satisfied, he cleaned and wrapped up Changzhou's wounds. He couldn't quite justify to himself what he was doing here, but he didn't care if he was affected by his inner demon.
Changzhou was quiet throughout Yufang's torture until Yufang finished the cleansing. "Can you come closer?"
"What are you planning?" Yufang asked but did it anyway. He was in control here, he told himself. He had nothing to fear.
Changzhou struggled to hug him with his shackled arms, whispering soft words in his ears. Yufang froze before half hugging back.
He was uncertain who was crazier: Changzhou who tried to comfort his torturer, or himself who weirdly got solace from his prisoner. However, at least now he could make some sense out of his life.
"You came early," Changzhou said while looking up at Yufang.
Yufang started to break up the restraint. "Shut up "
"Will it be risky to you?"
This bastard even dared to worry about him, Yufang thought, hastening his action.
This morning his master told him that they would execute Changzhou for his crime. Yufang smiled while thanking his master, but he was furious inside. No one bothered to ask what he wanted.
Perhaps his demon had corrupted him completely, but he wouldn't allow an easy escape for Changzhou. He wanted him to pay with his life.
It was surprisingly easy to break Changzhou out of his cell. Perhaps because no one expected this from Yufang. From now on Yufang would be forever an outcast, but he should have known he could no longer return home.
"Stay still," Yufang slapped Changzhou on his face hard enough to sting, loving how it reddened. He was riding Changzhou with total control, which was intoxicating.
Changzhou squirmed under him, but maintained his position inside Yufang. He wouldn't get any relief until Yufang allowed him.
Yufang took a jade hairpin with a jewelled tassel from his hair and drew a shallow bleeding line in Changzhou's chest, teasing Changzhou's skin with the tassel. "Do you enjoy this from your wife?"
Changzhou said gently, "I always enjoy your gift."
"Did you do this with Shumei too? Maybe you love getting fucked by your wife."
Yufang would never fuck Changzhou. He told himself it was because he wasn't into Changzhou. It was fine he could use him as an endurable sex toy, but he felt like losing if he let him be more than that.
He pulled Changzhou's head up by his glowing magical restraining collar and said, " I will be your jailer to your death. You can never escape me."
Controlling the whole rhythm of sex, he deliberately squeezed Changzhou to make him come.
"Keep going." Yufang didn't care how Changzhou looked painful when pushing past his limit. He came too, but he told himself the only reason was the arousing power over his former captor.
Finally Yufang got off from Changzhou and laid above him. "Don't try to have any funny ideas"
The collar was still glowing. This meant it would render Changzhou helpless, so Yufang fell into sleep soundly.
Changzhou let Yufang's hair down so Yufang could sleep better. He noticed how the collar dimmed, so he touched it to let it glow again.
《hr/》The missing scene set before Yufang 's discovery of genital modification. Changzhou's POV
Lying together, Changzhou listened to his wife's peaceful heartbeat. They used to cuddle in their sleep, before death robbed her from him.
He had waited too long for her return. Even though she was now a man and forgot everything about them, Changzhou was patient and resourceful enough to remind her of their love.
Changzhou slowly pulled open her robe. He held her breasts in his hands, his fingers circling her nipples. She sighed and leant closer, just the way he knew she would respond. She had protested loudly when he restored her breasts, but she would come around to this.
He learnt her new body with his touch and lips, frowning at the old scars and blemishes on her body. His wife deserved all the pampering, not roughing out in the wild. He would make sure that she was safe by his side.
He kissed and ran his hands down her body, savouring every sound she made. Her body was as sensual as ever. He only needed to teach her to enjoy it in the open again.
He paused when he reached her sex, now the same as his. He wondered whether he should remove it. No, his wife might see it as him not loving her as much as he could.
His wife would surely enjoy reliving their past passion though, he thought when caressing her hips. His breath quickened as he imagined giving pleasure to her sex again. She would love this as a surprise gift.
Posted originally on the Archive of Our Own at http://archiveofourown.org/works/34696330
Ancient Chinese female hairstyle, cosmetics and fashion style are complicated subjects to research, but I figure that cultivation setting gives me good excuse to mix and match items from different dynasties.
Ornamental makeup was really popular in Tang Dynasty. Stars, moon, flowers, pheasants were among the available options. His lilac foundation was invented in Ming Dynasty.
Drawing eyebrow was considered an intimate act among a couple, but Yufang probably won't appreciate it.
The hairstyle Changzhou made for him was called peony hair bun, popular in Ming and Qing Dynasty. Pleated skirts has become popular since Han Dynasty, but I based the clothing on Ming Dynasty style
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